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 Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:08 am
Rune's comment got a glare from Nyoka. Though, she didn't say anything about it. Mostly because she had been too busy glaring at Aylana, as well.
"I think you should sit somewhere far away, Morty, before Lana decides to smack your bum, too." She gave her sister a smile, though her brow did wing up. Well, this was certainly a new turn of events, as far as Lana's personality had been concerned. Had she really been working herself to the bone for so long?
Feigning dignity in her tone, Nyoka added, "Alcohol makes me do stupid things. My case in point," she gestured toward Rune. A little payback for his comment....
She did, however, stand and slither to the kitchen. She returned with an opened beer in her hand. She settled back on the couch, her tail curling over the armrest of the couch. She took a sip, and looked up. "I never said that I couldn't go for a drink, though," she added, a small smile on her black lips.
"If anyone wants rum, don't expect me to get it. I am with Morty on that. I am not reaching into a toilet tank to get it. But, I might drink it...."
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:13 am
Rune wasn’t going to complain about being smacked on the a** by a hot chick. Instead, he gave a fake yelp and rubbed his a** as though it was suddenly sore, careful not to slosh his beer in the process. He sipped at it once.
“Dude, it’s not like I poured it in the tank. It’s still sealed. Besides, it can’t possibly taste anymore like piss than cheap beer does, even if it has spent the last two years in a toilet.” He shrugged once, before answering Lana’s question.
“Um, I went to Italy?” He said it as though it were a question, shrugging and omitting the more painful memories of that trip. His smile, well practiced as it was, did not flicker, “Got a snazzy new shirt,” he plucked at the collar of the long sleeve shirt that, as usual, he hadn’t bothered to button over his bare chest, “And I drank a lot. And got a haircut, obviously.” He fell silent, somewhat awkwardly, and shrugged. There wasn’t much more to say, really.
He grinned at Nyoka’s comment, giving her a brief thumbs up, “Best mistake ever, my dear lady!” He said with a laugh, “Now if you ladies… and cat monkies, will excuse me,” he unwound his arm from Lana’s waist and headed for the stairs, “I am going to go toilet searching. Morty, try to stay fully clothed. I know, it’s difficult with these two around.”
He gave both of the sisters a wink, before jogging up the stairs.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:24 am
Aylana shakes her head before leaning against the counter. watching Rune leave for the stairs, she actually sighs. Peeling her eyes away from Rune, she rest against the counter falling quiet as she sip her beer. Her eyes watching Nyoka and Morty.
Crossing her arms under her chest, she closes her eyes in hopes of some of the pain would go away. Damn if she knew a potion, she would be at home making it right now. Making a note to bug Nyoka later, she just seem to space out for a moment.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:37 am
"Wha?" It wasn't that he was gullible, he just wasn't expecting her to suggest that a stranger would- Oh right. They weren't strangers. Frowned slightly, almost close to a pout, but then she pointed at Rune. Really? Those two had...? Did he know that before? Mortimer was fairly sure he didn't care though, he had gone back far enough into his history to discover that he had done some sleeping around within the fa'e of his own.
"Tch. More alcohal for you then." But he did take her advice, moving away from Lana. Infact, right next to her, half sitting on the opposite arm rest. Eyes followed Rune as he left, chewing on the tip of his tongue as he looked from the tired and battered looking female back down to the familiar one. "Why would I wanna stay clothed?" Mortimer was, afterall, only wearing some very worn down cut up looking shorts that hung a bit above his knees.
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 12:45 am
Nyoka would have shot of a rather brilliant retort to Rune's exclaimation, but he disappeared. She'd save it for later, maybe. If she remembered.
At the comment on alcohol, "What, do you plan on taking advantage of me, Morty?" she asked, a grin curling her lips. She then laughed. "I think he was only teasing. Maybe telling you not to start the party without him. But, I can't imagine why you would want to keep your clothes on, anyway. I don't wear any.... Then again, me walking around like this can't exactly be called lewd behaviour." She twirled her necklace around one of her fingers and took another drink from her beer. It did hit the spot, especially after a long day of running around and paying her bills.
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